She felt nothing suggesting a doorway, or any kind of opening in the eerily smooth wall: no ridges, cracks or depressions. Where she thought the door ...hould be, she pressed her fingertips against the surface in the manner she remembered Leda doing this morning, and made a ‘poof’ gesture, flicking her fingertips quickly outward from center. She staggered back, yelping, as the surface dilated into a circular opening, revealing the room beyond.No divan and no small round table beside it. No silver. Thought I heard something in the back of the house, but was distracted by Sandy.“Bet you did not expect these guys, did you?” she queried.“No, not really, what is the deal?” I asked.“Sam is definitely a student of mine and to be blunt, he is a great fuck. My husband does not have a problem with it.”“What about Carol?” I quietly asked.“ Can not really say, Jake is a new one. Albeit, he is a very new one”. Sandy said with a chuckle.“Carol made the arrangements last week and Friday was their first. “What is this bowstring made from?” I asked a squire when I didn’t recognize the texture.“The King insisted that we use only the finest silk bowstrings on your bows,” he explained nervously. I was impressed by the quality of the strings and thanked the squire. The looped end of the bowstring was backspliced and wrapped with white thread. They had even wrapped the free end of the bowstring, already tied to the proper length for my bow, and had wrapped the center of the string where I nocked the. Jamal” I watched as both raised their hands to their ear and glanced up at the window “please come up to my office” watching as they both looked at each other and made their way to the back hall. A few moments later a knock was heard at the door and Mister Gamboni motioned for me to open the door. I stood in the open door watching the two men stare at me, their eyes devouring my body.“Oh my fuckingawd, she’s a fucking dude!” Jamal gasped.“Come in boys – our little princess here is auditioning.